The hardest job I've ever had was as a landscaper the summer after graduating high school. I worked ten hours a day, six days a week, pouring concrete, laying brick, digging ditches, and pulling weeds. While I often ate my lunchtime hoagie with hands blackened from scattering mulch, I learned a thing or two about tenacity.Whether it's been filming a playoff commercial in the Phillies dugout, proofreading Division I game scripts, advocating for the youth as my borough's junior councilor, or getting accepted to W&M's business school a year early, I've brought that tenacity with me. And I don't plan on stopping.What I'm reading right now: Ulysses by James Joyce